Chapter 668
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The Entwined Dragon Silk was formed by Long Qianshan's True Qi and a special method. Even steel would be easily cut by the Entwined Dragon Silk, let alone flesh and blood.
Long Qianshan had wrapped Ye Xuantian up with the Entwined Dragon Silk, thinking that the battle was over.
However, when Long Qianshan controlled the Entwined Dragon Silk to shrink until it reached the size of a cocoon, it could not shrink any further.
It was as if a terrifying force was stopping him.
Long Qianshan knew something was wrong.
In the next moment, a vertical crack appeared on the cocoon made of the Entwined Dragon Silk.
Ye Fan opened the cocoon with his hand and walked out.
Even his clothes were not damaged, let alone hurt him.
Long Qianshan's bronze-skinned face turned pale.
On the riverbank, the spectators were also dumbfounded.
Long Qianshan's most powerful move, which had been famous for ten years, could not hurt Ye Xuantian at all?!
"I can't believe that this ordinary-looking young man is Master Ye." Zuoqiu Luoyan's young face was filled with shock and astonishment.
"You can't judge a book by its cover. I can't believe that even Long Qianshan can't do anything to him. Now that Long Qianshan has used his most powerful killing move, it seems like the battle is about to end. "Old Man Zuoqiu sighed.
"That young man named Wang is right. Even if all the Ten Great Martial Arts Families in Cangzhou were combined, they would not be able to defeat Master Ye. Fortunately, I listened to him."
"Oh no, oh no. I'm going to lose so much." Zuoqiu Chenyu's beautiful face was filled with heartache.
He had bet a lot on Long Qianshan to win. He thought that he could make a fortune. He did not expect Ye Xuantian to be so powerful that even Long Qianshan could not defeat him.
"Sister, how much did you bet?" Zuoqiu Luoyan asked curiously.
Old Man Zuoqiu looked at his eldest granddaughter curiously.
To make it up to his granddaughter, Old Man Zuoqiu doted on Zuoqiu Chenyu and allowed her to use the Zuoqiu Family's wealth as she wished.
"I …" Zuoqiu Chenyu stammered and did not dare to say it out loud.
Old Man Zuoqiu's face twitched when he saw his granddaughter's expression. He had a bad feeling about this.
Did his granddaughter bet all of the Zuoqiu Family's wealth?!
Zuoqiu Chenyu was filled with regret. She thought to herself that she was a spendthrift.
She had taken over her grandfather's position in the family. Family's Family's wealth.
But because of the investment, he kept losing money, and almost all the businesses left behind by his late grandfather were lost.
Now that she had found her biological grandfather, her luck was Luck luck...
Who would have thought that he would walk down the same old path? Man proposes, God disposes.
On the riverbank, other than the three people from the Zuoqiu Clan, the others were also very surprised by the current situation.
No one had expected that Ye Xuantian, who was not as famous as Long Qianshan, would have such terrifying strength.
.... was was was was was was was..... and was watching was.. Qian.. Qian's.
Long Qianshan was much stronger than ten years ago. He had reached the Human Immortal Realm. He was at the peak of martial arts.
Ten years ago, Ye Wuhen was able to defeat Long Qianshan. But after witnessing this battle, she knew that she had little chance of winning against Long Qianshan.
The reason was that she was distracted by worldly affairs. She cared about her appearance and had been wasting her True Qi to slow down her aging.
Long Qianshan, on the other hand, was focused on martial arts.
Ten years later, the gap between them had widened.
Ye Wuhen knew that she would not be able to survive if they fought.
Fortunately, even though Long Qianshan was strong, Ye Xuantian was even stronger.
If Ye Xuantian could injure Long Qianshan or kill him, she would not have to face the battle with Long Qianshan.
Ye Wuhen could not sense any ferocious aura from Ye Xuantian.
Ye Xuantian might not be that kind of person. Long Qianshan did not care about the safety of the Fire Country.
If Ye Xuantian wanted the first place, she would give it to him.
Ye Wuhen did not care about the title.
Long Qianshan was different. He was a martial arts maniac. He had no principles and did not care about other things.
If Long Qianshan died today, it would be a good thing for Ye Wuhen.
Ye Wuhen continued to stare at the battle in the field with anticipation.
Ye Fan walked out of the cocoon and stepped on the river. He looked at Long Qianshan's pale face and commented.
"Your Entwined Dragon Silk is pretty good. But the gap between you and me is too big. But to some extent, you are a worthy opponent. You are qualified to die in my hands. "
Following this, Ye Fan's figure slowly floated upward, as if he was being lifted by an invisible force.
Ye Fan pointed at the sky.
Boom!
Dark clouds surged and rain dripped down. A thunderclap exploded and rushed down from the sky.
Then, a lightning ball with a diameter of one foot appeared a few feet in front of Ye Fan's fingertip.
Everyone on the riverbank was aghast.
Using the power of Heaven and Earth was beyond the Human Immortal Realm.
"You … you are a Saint!" Long Qianshan was shocked.
The Human Immortal Realm was the strongest on the ground. A Saint could travel in the air and use the power of Heaven and Earth.
"Saint?" Ye Fan smiled and said, "I will use half of my power to take your life. It is my respect for you. Do you have any last words? "
Long Qianshan's throat was blocked and he could not say a word.
Ye Fan did not give him any time. He flicked his finger.
The lightning ball locked onto Long Qianshan and shot toward him.
At that moment, Long Qianshan felt the threat of death.
He wanted to reach the peak of martial arts. Was he going to die here?
If he died, he would lose everything.
So what if it was not his own power?
If he lost his life, how could he reach the peak of martial arts?
Long Qianshan thought of many things at that moment.
In his desire to live, Long Qianshan used the power in his dantian that did not belong to him.
Just as the lightning ball was about to hit Long Qianshan, a light blue energy sword that was a few feet long instantly formed.
The Qi sword came into contact with the lightning ball and shattered it. Immediately, it shot towards the indifferent Ye Fan at lightning speed.
Ye Fan's calm eyes suddenly trembled. He did not expect this at all.
However, even though he was in a hurry, his instinctive battle consciousness drove him to dodge the attack. His figure that was floating in the air flashed and narrowly avoided the attack.
However, the pale blue aura sword quickly followed.
Ye Fan quickly realized that the Qi sword had locked onto him and he could not dodge it.
Ye Fan did not want to run away under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Ye Fan immediately made a decision. He channeled all his Spiritual Qi and set up layers of defense in front of him.
However, the light blue Qi sword broke through all the defenses and pierced through Ye Fan's body.
Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood. His body fell from mid-air and plunged into the river.
As for the light blue energy sword that pierced through Ye Fan, its momentum did not dissipate as it landed on the surface of the river, directly plowing through the five hundred feet long surface of the Chun Shen River.
For a few seconds, the mud at the bottom of the Chun Shen River could be seen.
The river water that was plowed was splashing toward the riverbank.
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